"Around the edges," Simon laughed suddenly. "I'm saying all the wrong things." Not that it made him look in any way embarrassed or willing to call it off. Simon had an easy way about him, mostly because he was shoving down all of the thoughts he'd been having since last night when Judas called Peter a puppy. And said he was into him.

He wasn't so sure yet. Peter just seemed to be polite and kind and really confused.

"Most people in the world know how to keep their hands to themselves, Pete. Some don't. They might be there but no one will touch you if you don't want them to. I'll look out for you." It was more than protectiveness.

He'd seen Peter first. Simon wasn't just going to serve him up to his friends.